Just last week I was going on about the particularly aggressive winter we’re enjoying. And wouldn’t you know it, this week I get to talk about another nuance of a Midwestern Winter: the part about the huge temperature variation.
One day it’s zero, and the next day it’s 50 degrees. One day it’s dull brown, and the next day it’s a foot and a half of snow. Then it melts and the back roads are a muddy mess. Then it’s colder than a well digger’s ass in the Klondike for two weeks straight.
Then it’s today. Sixty degrees, sunshine and the first day with the windows down and “Shoot to Thrill” blaring over the stereo. “Back in Black.” “You Shook Me All Night Long.” Ahhh, memories!
I accompanied that pleasure with my homebrewed bock. Life is good.
Have a drink on me,